Bonefields Lyrics - Shawn Colvin

All and all I guess that there's so many things 

That we don't say and it's 

What makes us sad I think sometimes 

That makes us close but I don't mind, I don't mind 

In the alleys and the bonefields of Arkansas 

Past the piles of tyres and the 

Smell of hot tar you threw your papers 

In the rain under your hat you had a world, a world 

There ain't no father 

There ain't no mother 

There ain't no sister 

Ain't got no brother 

Running to no one 

Running for cover 

In the valleys and the twilight of Illinois 

Under the new moon I write in my book 

And I walk the streets where no one lives not even you but 

You don't mind, you don't mind 

And all and all I guess that there's so many things 

That we don't say 

Today you think that I don't even like you 

But don't you know you are my world, my world 

There ain't no father 

There ain't no mother 

I don't see my sister 

Ain't got no brothers 

Running to no one 

Left to each other 

There ain't no father 

There ain't no mother 

I don't see my sister 

Ain't got no brothers 

Running to Jesus 

Running to lovers 

Running to strangers 

Running for cover 

Running to no one 

Left to each other